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Summer burns its spine into my shoulders through the asphalt and I cry the lullabies my mother used to sing me //bury the memories underneath my fingernails like a splinter that will never heal// //only to bare my teeth when my tongue finds its blackened corner//

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Cowboys Stadium, Baby!

chromeantennae

Published: Mar 11, 2013

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Description

Yup, yup, Cowboys Stadium!!

Man, this stadium is so incredible. This is my 6th or 7th time going and it's more incredible every time I go in there.

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4288x3216px 6.82 MB

Make

EASTMAN KODAK COMPANY

Model

KODAK EasyShare Z981 Digital Camera

Shutter Speed

1/388 second

Aperture

F/5.6

Focal Length

5 mm

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Date Taken

Mar 10, 2013, 2:10:02 PM

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